Creatures of the Night (Another afternoon with my grandparents)
Ladies and gentleman, we have skunks. I should have known that an afternoon with my grandparents would provide me with more than enough material to tide me over until I finish reading all of your...
View ArticleThe Odyssey Begins
At 9pm, my relief arrived. (This post is written by my dad and continues yesterday’s story of why he missed my birth.) I had an hour-long boat ride on a pilot launch to get from the Manhattan Island,...
View ArticleWe’re Just Here to See the Wine and Drink the Flowers
They do warn you at the Flower Show Sometimes I have normal weeks, by which I mean I can churn out several reasonably coherent (and typo-free) blog posts in addition to everything else I’m supposed to...
View ArticleThis is a Wine Tasting, Not a Bar
So, getting back to the Flower Show and my grandmother’s annual pilgrimage to Philadelphia: its 5pm on Thursday and a few of my dad’s co-workers have made the mistake of stopping by. My grandmother is...
View ArticlePost Crumble
I should note that by “scary,” I also mean exhilarating in a step-up-to-the-plate, “I can do this” sort of way. For those of you just tuning in, Wednesday’s post was all about how TWD has become my...
View ArticleWisdom from Downstairs: How Local Roads will End Gun Violence
My grandfather is a retired mechanic. Retired for thirty years mind you, and seeing as he never had the good sense to take up golf or Sudoku or anything aside from shredding checks and building cat...
View ArticleOf Grandparents and Suitcases
The good thing about being an adjunct is that trekking across campus gives you the perfect excuse to purchase a trendy new laptop case (red leather, complete with wheels, a handle and multiple...
View ArticleMy 2014 Hit List
I like sleeping. A lot. Hence the reason I want to murder people who wake me up earlier than I intend to wake up. For the past few months, TWD has been at the top of my hit list. He gets up early—so...
View ArticleThrowback Thursday: Introducing Abuela Esther
It took some digging but I finally found my first ever post about my grandmother. This was written in the days before she moved in with us (and before her Alzheimer’s was in full swing). Enjoy. We...
View ArticleThese Things Called Doors
This might be a bit odd, but after having spent the past several years living with my parents, my brother, my grandmother and occasionally my grandfather, the things that intrigue me the most about...
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